Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The afternoon sun shines through the layers of sycamore leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

The wind blew through the gaps between the branches and leaves, carrying the last bit of warmth in late summer, blowing the hair hanging on Quan Jiuxi's shoulders.

When I turned around, I saw a furry head poking out from behind the thick trunk of an old locust tree.

It was a head of soft chestnut curly hair, and the loose hair on the forehead was dyed light golden by the sun, making the half of the face exposed look like a freshly shelled almond.

Su Wan obviously didn't expect to be caught on the spot. Her eyes were wide open, and she was still holding a half-eaten piece of strawberry cake in her hand, with cream on the corner of her lips. She looked like a little squirrel that was caught stealing food.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." Su Wan hurriedly stuffed the cake into the canvas bag behind her, rubbed her fingers on the hem of her skirt, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I was just... passing by, and when I heard someone talking, I didn't dare come out."

Quan Jiuxi's gaze lingered on her face for two seconds. The girl before him truly fulfilled the description of a "female protagonist." Her skin was as white as porcelain, her nose was small and slightly upturned, and even her lips, slightly pouting as she spoke, revealed a certain naiveté.

But isn’t her usual personality that of a cool and aloof fairy?

He actually eats secretly.

She calmly withdrew her gaze, stood up, and patted the grass debris on her jeans: "It's okay."

The canvas shoes made a light "crunching" sound as they stepped on the dead leaves. Just as Quan Jiuxi took two steps, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Su Wan ran up to her and said with obvious urgency:

"I didn't thank you properly last time.

Can I treat you to a meal? Just consider it as... just a small token of my appreciation."

Quan Jiuxi stopped and the sunlight fell on her face.

Her eyelashes are very long and the tails of her eyes are slightly upturned, but at this moment, most of her brilliance is blocked by a pair of thin-framed glasses, revealing only her smooth jawline and plump lips. Her lips are a natural light pink, like peach blossoms just blooming in early spring.

"No, it's easy."

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of carelessness and laziness, like a feather brushing across the tip of the heart.

Su Wan bit her lip, as if she had not expected to be rejected so bluntly. She twisted the strap of the canvas bag with her fingers and whispered:

"Then... could you give me your contact information? I'll thank you again when I have the chance."

Her eyes sparkled, as if filled with crushed starlight, with a hint of cautious expectation.

Quan Jiuxi glanced at her, did not refuse, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The phone case was a simple black color, warmed by the warmth of her fingertips.

Su Wan quickly unlocked her phone. When the two of them scanned the code to add a friend, their fingertips accidentally touched each other. Su Wan retracted her hand as if burned, and the blush on her face deepened.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye." Su Wan waved her hand and turned to run away. The little bear pendant on the canvas bag was still swinging happily, just like her joyful mood at the moment.

Quan Jiuxi watched her back disappear around the corner, put away his phone, turned and walked towards the teaching building. The sunlight fell on her through the gaps in the leaves.

...

The bell for the last class in the afternoon had not yet rung, but the classroom was already filled with a restless atmosphere.

The setting sun outside the window dyed the sky orange, and the light slanted in through the window and fell on Quan Jiuxi's profile.

She was looking down at her textbook, her long hair hanging down, covering half of her face, revealing only her well-defined jaw and slightly pursed lips. Her expression was so focused that she seemed isolated from the hustle and bustle around her.

"Quan Jiuxi, is Mr. Mo here to see you?" A muffled exclamation suddenly came from behind, with a bit of disbelief and surprise.

The person who spoke was the boy sitting in the row behind her, named Lin Hao. He usually liked to sleep on the table, but at this moment he was sitting upright with his eyes wide open, looking towards the classroom door.

Quan Jiuxi followed his gaze.

In the corridor outside the classroom door stood a tall and straight young man.

Mo Qinghan was wearing a black shirt with the buttons on his collar buttoned meticulously, which made his neck look even more slender.

He lowered his head slightly, with the loose hair on his forehead covering his eyebrows and eyes, so that only his high nose bridge and tightly pursed lips could be seen. His jawline was as sharp as if carved with a knife, revealing a fierceness that made him want to keep away from strangers.

The light of the setting sun fell on him, but seemed to be dispelled by the coldness around him, leaving only a faint golden light on the ends of his hair.

The corners of Quan Jiuxi's mouth curved upwards imperceptibly, like a ripple on a calm lake. "Yeah."

Her voice was very soft, but it reached Lin Hao's ears clearly.

Lin Hao was stunned.

He had been sitting behind Quan Jiuxi for a whole semester, and this was the first time he saw her smile.

In fact, Quan Jiuxi rarely smiles. Most of the time, he wears those thin-framed glasses with a calm expression, like a snow lotus that is not worldly.

But the smile she showed just now was like melting ice and snow, making her already delicate facial features instantly lively.

Although the glasses blocked his eyes, the plump lips, smooth jawline, and the delicate luster of the skin made Lin Hao sigh in his heart.

This is too pretty.

He was distracted when he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if something cold was staring at him.

Lin Hao jerked his head up, meeting Mo Qinghan's gaze. Those eyes were deep, their pupils a pure black, yet now, like the surface of a frozen lake, they held a piercing chill and a thinly veiled warning.

Lin Hao was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the textbook on the table and covered his face with it.

Oh my god, this possessiveness is too strong, isn't it? Didn't he just glance at his sister twice?

Is it really that fierce?

Damn sister complex.

The bell finally rang. Quan Jiuxi closed his textbook, packed up his things and stood up.

Mo Qinghan immediately strode over and took the schoolbag from her hand naturally, the bag swaying gently between his bony fingers. "Go home."

His voice was low and had a subtle softness, completely different from the coldness he had just shown when he looked at Lin Hao.

Quan Jiuxi nodded and said nothing.

The two walked out of the classroom side by side. The students in the corridor looked at them sideways. Those gazes, some curious, some inquisitive, and some envious, were like fine needles, piercing the two of them.

But Quan Jiuxi and Mo Qinghan seemed not to feel it, and walked calmly. Occasionally, a student accidentally bumped into Quan Jiuxi, and Mo Qinghan would calmly move closer to her and use his arm to block the crowded crowd for her.

When I walked out of the teaching building, the setting sun had already sunk behind the tall buildings in the distance, leaving only the sunset glow in the sky, like an overturned palette.

As soon as Quan Jiuxi arrived home, he saw two familiar figures standing at the door of the villa - Mo Zhenxiong and Su Manli.

Mo Zhenxiong was wearing a gray suit and his hair was a little messy. His usually straight back was now slightly hunched, and his face showed unconcealable fatigue.

Su Manli was wearing a beige dress and her hair was carefully styled, but one could still see sadness in her eyes and she was holding the bag tightly in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Quan Jiuxi walked over with a hint of confusion in his voice.

She rarely saw the two of them coming at this time, and judging from their expressions, it was obvious that they were not here to visit.

Su Manli forced a smile, walked up and pulled Quan Jiuxi's hand. Her palms were a little cold and a little sweaty.

"Xiaoxi, Mommy has something to tell you. Let's go inside and talk."

Quan Jiuxi nodded and followed Su Manli into the living room.